A/N: I owe all of you a humongous thank you for my birthday drabbles last week! I really tried to get to them all, but if I haven't reviewed yours yet I'm sorry! They were all appreciated very much and I can't think of a better group to share a birthday with : )

Disclaimer: I didn't get them for my birthday, but there's always Christmas!!


"I'm fine, so are the kids and car, creature's dead. You're going to be alright too," Sam listed succinctly. "Though it's not because you're not an idiot."

"Had…do something,'" Dean whispered hoarsely. "Was…taken…lil' kids." Verdant eyes held pain no morphine could control.

Children were the soft chewy center underneath Dean's hard candy exterior.

"We didn't even know what would bring it down! Were you trying to get killed?"

Weary tug on his sleeve. "Don…be mad… Sammy."

Sam raked a hand through his hair, instantly contrite.

"Sorry. It's just been tense. Get some rest. You'll still be a stubborn jerk when you wake up."